Thus Far

My week has been chewed by work, what wasn't gnashed was covered in ice and left me less than acute. I have been reading Black Sea by Neal Acherson, it was time I read some nonfiction, and I was struck last night about migrative influences as my wife and I viewed Globetrekker on Goa. To his credit, Ascherson has delivered some stunning observations, a few of which dovetail with similar sagacity by Joel. I haven't really decided upon a next novel, though I have been working hard with the Pekic for another flurry of postings.